For as long as I'm alive, I have infinite chances

Will never understand the gency slander I see on the daily “oh milquetoast ass ship” “mid” sorry you all have no whimsey and can’t feel the tension that comes from finding a broken person and saving them while also condemning them. Rooting through their torso, removing organs to make room for more tech, telling yourself it’s for the greater good all while knowing exactly why your superiors are so invested in saving this one in particular. He opens his eyes again and they’re red and bloodshot and they look at you with so much hatred because you turned him into this. But as the days stretch on the eyes soften and you can’t be sure but there’s something else in those eyes now and it’s still passionate and fiery as the first time you saw them open, but it’s kinder than you think you deserve. And later, as part of an upgrade you have to lock those eyes behind a visor, and as you do it they’re looking at you with affection instead of resentment, and the arm you designed is wiping a tear from your own eyes as you do. And also you were bisexual.